EMPTY OCCUPIED CLOUDS

A poem describing the irony of clouds; They seem empty but have got something which baffles us.

EMPTY OCCUPIED CLOUDS

Look into the clouds
Tell me you saw heaven
Or you didn't see anything?
If yes, what then is within?
On a conjecture,It seems nothing
Drifting across slowly
Looking very empty
But is there in a fountain?
That one you will be doubting
But where from the drops
No one tries counting?
Pushing researchers to field
Confusing people with theories under shield

Author's Note

Regardless of your state trust me you are not empty..